In Qianqi Peak, Rong Qing has never let her touch those cultivation methods that require suffering, and if there are any good things, she will use them all. So after so many years, the journey has been smooth and windy, and it took almost no effort to reach Shangxuan.
If other disciples knew about this kind of treatment, they would be so jealous that their eyes would turn red.
"It's the disciple who didn't work hard enough, it has nothing to do with the master."
Rong Qing's eyes fell on the young girl's face, and he narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, his voice was indifferent, "From today on, I will teach you those things myself as a teacher."
Shen Mubai nodded, "The disciple thanked Master."
She was also quite annoyed in her heart. After being spoiled by Rong Qing for these years, she forgot all those worries, but she didn't know that if this went on like this, sooner or later she would regret it.
To learn is to master those swordsmanship, suitable books, and formations together.
Shen Mubai secretly made up his mind, and when Rong Qing guided him, his attitude became more and more serious.
"This sword is not held properly." The indifferent voice came, as clear and cold as spring water.
The girl raised her eyes in a daze, "Master, what's wrong with holding it?"
The silver-haired and silver-eyed man spat out a sentence, and she showed an embarrassed expression, "The disciple is ignorant."
"Come here." The man said.
The girl walked over, and the next moment, the other party held her hand.
Shen Mubai was surprised, and couldn't help but turned to look at Rong Qing who had fallen behind her, "Master?"
"Look at the sword." Rong Qing glanced at her with an extremely cold expression.
Shen Mubai turned around quickly, but still felt a little subtle in his heart.
It was rare for Rong Qing to show her such...intimacy before, let alone teach her to hold a sword with his own hands.
The man held her hand, and the cold breath from his body penetrated into his nostrils, which smelled indescribably good.
Shen Mubai quickly calmed down and told himself not to think too much.
"If you hold it like this, your own profound energy will be fully released." Rong Qing's voice was not the slightest waver, and the next moment, she had already left behind her.
Shen Mubai nodded, "Thank you Master for your guidance."
After a day of sword practice, she was too tired to lift a finger.
Rong Qing glanced at her and told her to soak in the white jade pond.
Shen Mubai did not postpone it, because she knew the efficacy of the Baiyu Pond, and the other party was doing her best, if he refused, wouldn't it appear that he didn't know what to do.
Taking off his clothes and sinking his body into the water, Shen Mubai let out a sigh, feeling that today's fatigue has been driven away.
She couldn't help closing her eyes, a slight smile appeared on her lips.
There was the sound of rushing water in his ears, Shen Mubai couldn't help but opened his eyes to look, when he saw Rong Qing's figure, he showed a surprised expression, "Master?"
Rong Qing stood by the Baiyu Pond, looking down at her, with no expression on his face, as cold as ever.
Shen Mubai shrank back, thinking that he was still naked, he couldn't help feeling ashamed, "Master..."
Putting his eyes on the girl's delicate red lips, Rong Qing's silver eyes were dim.
He remembered the ambiguous marks on the other party's neck that day, and he couldn't help releasing the majestic killing intent around him.
Shen Mubai stared blankly at the man with silver hair and silver eyes walking towards her.
There was a gloomy look in those two-way cold silver eyes, and he just stared at her without blinking.
Covering his body with his hands, Shen Mubai bit his lips in shame, he couldn't move back anymore, he could only show a bewildered expression.
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